Not that I believe in hell, but if I did, my version of hell would be a bus ride through the Burmese country side on these horrifically windy roads in the pouring rain, with no space, unable to sleep, and feeling nauseated, while people puke all around me. Oh and in hell, I’d never arrive at my destination.
Well that’s what that Tuesday night felt like.
First, the bus was over an hour late leaving and when you already have an 8 hour ride ahead of you, well, that sucks.
Then we get on the bus and an hour later arrive at our first stop, our dinner break. We order some overpriced oily noodles and hurry to finish to get back on the bus to continue on. Meanwhile, all the other buses come and go and we are still sitting there. The restaurant closes down...

On Friday, at 5pm, Lacey and I boarded a bus from Yangon to Inle Lake here in Myanmar.
We pull up to the bus (after taking a cab there that was approximately 120 degrees and cost extra for air conditioning – which we eventually agreed to due to the heat and humidity. “2 percent for looking in the mirror twice,” right? Get the reference?) and I spot a guy with a bucket of water and a small cup which he is using to pour water over the engine of the bus. And we haven’t even pulled out yet. Bad. Sign.
So we get on the bus, which is honestly less terrible than I imagine. We have slightly reclining seats and the air conditioning works well, so things aren’t so bad.
Although they are absolutely blasting Burmese music and movies at a...

I arrive in Yangon after two flights and head to baggage claim in a country I’m told has no ATMs and will only take crisp, new US dollars to be exchanged. However, upon arriving at baggage claim, I see two money changers AND an ATM. I decide to use it but somehow my math is so bad, I almost took out only $11. Thankfully a nice man nearby helped me figure out that 91,000 kyat = $100 so that’s what I took out. It felt super weird typing $90,000 into an ATM!
Then, thankfully my hotel had airport pickup so for the first time in a long time, someone was standing there with a sign with my name on it outside of customs. So I walk outside to get into the hotel car, and it is this almost station wagon looking car with little furry animals dotting the entire...

Had an interesting day today: I buy a ticket for the 2:45pm mini bus being told it is 2-2.5 hour ride from Sihanoukville to Phnom Penh. I buy my ticket early (for once) and am told I’m seat #1. When I get to the bus station there’s a bus sitting there so I go to get on it and I’m told that’s not my bus.
So I sit down with my pack to wait. Naturally, I’m a couple minutes early. I ask how long the ride is and I’m told 4 hours. Yikes. But that the regular sized bus is at least 6 hours.
Then a man gets off that bus screaming and yelling about how they are an hour late (it was the 1:45pm bus) and he’s ranting about how could there be more people coming, the bus is full! So when I’m told to get on the bus with another...

It’s rare that on Survivor, after all these years, something can happen that you’ve never seen before. Well, thanks to Jonathan Penner, that occurred this week! See what I thought of Jonathan’s crazy deal in my weekly reality nation article here:
http://www.realitynation.com/tv-shows/survivor/philippines-episode-6/21807/
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